[He takes a breath, watching her and listening to the things she was saying. It was hard for him to say that he would've told her, that he would've done things differently - because things already went this way. He'd already hurt her and he can't go back from that.

Even if he wishes there was a way to do that very thing.

His head tips slightly, making sure to look in her eyes and just pay attention to her. He wanted to memorize every feature, every flicker of fire in her eyes and the way her mouth curved up with a smirk when she knew she was right.]

I would never want to tell you what to think, Lois. I didn't want you to think I was keeping something from you because it was a bad thing. That I would do something to hurt you.

[He frowns and rubs the back of his neck.]

I wish I could tell you that dinner was to tell you, that I had planned it all to bring you into that side of my life -- but that side of my life is dangerous. It's... it's part of me, but it's not all of me.

There are parts of my life that I try, I tried to keep close because they're worth it to me. [He pauses.] You were worth it to me, it's why I wanted dinner - because maybe I wasn't going to tell you everything, but I wanted to tell you something. Maybe it would've been everything, but I hadn't planned on it.

I didn't plan on the party crasher either.